blossom!

ocean

the waters are glittery and open
as the horizon extends past my
humanly comprehension

the cold waves lap at my feet
they're a wake up call
gentle yet sobering

no matter how much the tides rise,
the moon is as beautiful as it is
unattainable

how foolish are we, my dear
to think we'll ever be big enough
to reach to outer space and,

to the one we love?